With his unique perception of the smell, Wang Mengxiong drove all the way straight to the two Miao Jiang people who were wrapped in poison. During this period, I met some guys who didn't open my eyes, and I solved the problem with one punch, and there was no enemy under him. As for the rest of the killers, as long as they don't stop his progress, they don't bother to pay attention to it, and they have the axes that follow up to deal with the fighters, and they just live longer than those who take the initiative to dedicate themselves to blocking the way.

Because of the chisel penetration and rush of a master of national arts like Wang Mengxiong, many of the early warning methods of Mingyue Tower were broken by him one by one before they could be used. So it wasn't until he killed all the way to the two Miao Jiang brothers on the third floor that the entire Mingyue Tower woke up from the silence, and there was a chaotic noise and warnings. It's just too late, and the entire area below the third floor, where the killers are concentrated, is already full of corpses, filled with a thick bloody atmosphere.

The two Miao Jiang men were very sensitive to the smell of blood, and soon realized that something was wrong downstairs, and they didn't know what they had eaten, so they actually let themselves quickly become sober from a drunken state. The two of them rushed out of the room first, and they saw Wang Mengxiong at a glance. In their opinion, it is not surprising that a child appears in Mingyue Tower, because there are all kinds of killers here, not to mention children, they are old women in their seventies and eighties, and they may be killers who are going to die. But smelling the thick bloody breath on Wang Mengxiong's body, the two men glanced at each other, and at the same time pulled out the snowy Miao knife from their waists.

Wang Mengxiong looked at the flying knife in his hand, it had been sealed with plasma, and it was fishy, no wonder it would be noticed by the two guys opposite. simply put the flying knife into his sleeve, and faced the two of them generously: "Miao Jiang is here?" ”

The two men wanted to do it immediately, but they didn't know that Wang Mengxiong's initiative to put away the flying knife made them confused. No matter who it is, as long as the enemy is present, he will definitely firmly grasp the weapon in his hand. Where is there an initiative to put away and empty hands to people? "Could it be that this strange kid is also the killer of Mingyue Tower, not an invading enemy?"

Thinking about it like this, the momentum that the two men had been brewing was slightly relaxed, revealing a flaw. Although Wang Mengxiong put away the dagger, it was because his most advantageous weapon was his fist. The qi of the body is constantly circulating, always waiting for the opportunity to attack. The rounded defense on the opposite side had no flaws, but now he was disturbed by his words, and there was a gap, and under the traction of the qi machine, the most powerful Hercules skill of the natural gate found a source of venting like mercury, and the fist with a wind-breaking sound had been instantly used, and it drove straight into the chest of the two men with the door wide open, and smashed into the chest of one of the men.

The man couldn't help but smile, as if he had glimpsed the tragic fate of this little child. has been in Miaojiang for many years, and others have been playing drugs for many years, but he is not, in addition to playing drugs, he is more about exercising himself. Therefore, when it comes to physical strength and resistance to blows, he is also one of the best. How much weight can a child's fist have? It doesn't hurt or itch when it hits the body, as long as it drags on for a while, the Miao knife with the tacit understanding of his brother will cut off the child's head.

All the man's wishful thinking was completely shattered the moment Wang Mengxiong's fist was imprinted on his chest, the smile on his face condensed, and the whole person had lost his vitality. Wang Mengxiong's punch hit him in the chest, not only breaking three ribs, but more importantly, the surging qi directly smashed his internal organs into a paste. Although the appearance is unharmed, the important internal organs have lost their function and have become a pot of chops.

Wang Mengxiong eliminated one of the men with one punch, jumped forward with a short body, hugged the body of the dead guy and turned around to block him in front of him. In addition, the man has been cooperating with his brother for many years, and the Miao knife has already slashed through the air like lightning, rushing towards Wang Mengxiong's head and cutting off. Who knew the time of blinking, and turned into his brother's smiling head turned in front of him. It was too late for the man to retract, the snowy Miao knife had already brought a bloody light, and a smiling human head flew in the air, looking extremely weird.

The man who killed his companion by mistake didn't have time to feel distressed, and retreated violently backwards with his feet. His long, narrow knife is very inconvenient to use in the corridor, and when he misses a blow, he wants to quickly widen the distance between himself and his opponent, so that his moves will not be used old. How do you know that Wang Mengxiong, under Du Xinwu's careful teaching, is extremely good at this kind of hand-to-hand combat, and does not give him a chance to distance himself at all, his feet are like a pile, his body is like a maggot on the tarsal bones clinging to the other party, and his fists as dense as raindrops continue to be punched, and he punches twelve times in one breath before he stops.

The man was completely woken up by Wang Mengxiong's twelve punches, and while Miao Dao fell to the ground and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he finally figured it out, "I competed with the opponent, an obvious master of national arts, and I was purely using my own shortcomings to beat the opponent's strengths!" Isn't this asking for your own death? Lao Tzu was born in Miaojiang, this method of releasing poison is the specialty, and now he doesn't even have a chance to show it, so he fell into the opponent's way, which is really embarrassing. ”

For a person who is about to die, no matter what grievances he has, it is not within Wang Mengxiong's consideration. At present, the entire Mingyue Building is shouting and killing, which has obviously alarmed the landlord. I just don't know if this guy who is known as picking the bright moon on his shoulders and chasing souls with his magic hands is as powerful as the legends outside? He had carefully prepared a gift for this killer boss, and he would have to give it out in time later.

The name of the boss of Mingyue Tower is Wang Lang, and this Lang is always said to be Lang of Lang Yue Qinghui when he often brags. Jianghu gave him the nickname "Shoulder Pick Mingyue", not because he had a good character, but simply took apart the word Lang and had a word for the moon. But the name of Soul Chaser is not a virtual thing, but a real skill. According to himself, this guy was born in Northern Shaolin, and he claims to practice seventy-two stunts, especially good at Yin Boxing. This kind of kung fu is also called well fist gong, which belongs to yin and softness, and is commonly known as yin hand. It is said that it can punch out hundreds of catties of power, and it can also punch in the air, and the middle one will be killed instantly. However, this Wang Langda did not reach this level, and the guys who fought with him all died, so there is no way to know.

Wang Mengxiong had read the details of this Wang Lang, so he was deeply impressed by him. He punches out now, and he must have the strength of about three hundred catties, but if he wants to reach the strength of four or five hundred catties of the future boxing champions, he has to stay up slowly, and it is not an overnight thing. As for this guy named Wang Lang boasting of hundreds of catties of strength, he didn't believe it. But this yin hand can be the boss of Mingyue Tower, and the kung fu in his hands must be good, and he will never be brutal if he can outwit him.

The killing sound of Mingyue Tower slowly subsided, and only a few fish that slipped through the net were still dying. Several cats and dogs gathered around Wang Lang, looking angrily at the black-pressed axe gang opposite. Although these guys kill people without blinking, they are all some shady methods. In the face of the unreasonable siege and killing of the Axe Gang, these guys who usually have eyes above the top are all scared of being killed, and they are all hiding behind their bosses with injuries, waiting for "shoulders to pick up the bright moon and chase the soul with clever hands" to turn the tide.

Tick, tick.

This is the axe in the hands of the Axe Gang, dripping blood downward, dense like spring rain. Killing from the first floor to the fifth floor, forcing the remaining Mingyue Lou killers together to survive, these axes were all stained with blood. Wang Lang looked at these bloodstains and thought that they were all from his own brother, and he couldn't help but twitch his face and burn with anger. It's just that although he is known as a clever soul chaser, and he also killed a few gangs around him to slash and kill, but when he meets these fierce guys who are not afraid of death, even if they are as strong as him, they are also injured everywhere, and their hearts are beating, and they always feel that today they are only afraid that a catastrophe will come and they will die here.

"Who are you? I Mingyuelou takes people's money and eliminates disasters with people, and I earn hard-earned money. If you want to avenge those who have died at our hands, and you have a debtor, you should go to those employers, why did you find us? ”

Although these words may not be useful, Wang Lang needs time to recover his anger, and he also expects that the two guys who used poison can suddenly kill, so he has to ask such a childish dialogue. If Mingyuelou and the opponent change places, I'm afraid that they won't talk nonsense, and they will just be done.

"Yoh? I didn't expect the famous Mingyue Tower, an organization that kills people if you give money, actually told us reason, and this matter is really the sun hitting the west. ”

Wang Mengxiong slowly walked out of a passage opened by the Axe Gang, looked at the remnants of the defeated soldiers on the opposite side, and said sarcastically.

"But you're right, there is a debtor. It's just that we have also looked for your employer, and if they hadn't provided information, we wouldn't have been able to come to the door right away. Speaking of which, I really have to thank the people of Huiluo Department Store, who know the current affairs, bow their heads when they should bow their heads, and they will never be uncles when they can be grandsons. It's not like you, you've all reached this point and can't figure out the facts. Lao Tzu wants to kill you, do you need any more reason? ”

The Axe Gang burst into laughter, and Wang Mengxiong's words reached their hearts. As a person who adds blood to the knife and mixes the rivers and lakes, morality must be preached, reasoning must be heard, if you really want to kill people, you can do it, where are there so many concerns!

Wang Lang was anxious, knowing that those two relied on the fear of being more than lucky. Since people have learned the news from Huiluo Department Store, it is impossible to repay the debt, I am afraid that the guy who used the most poison has not heard from him for two days, but I am afraid that he will also go with his two brothers.

"Okay, yes, you're right. This world is the one whose fist is hard, and whoever makes sense. I don't know if you dare to go head-to-head with me? If you win, you can dispose of it, and if we win, let us live, how about it? ”

Wang Lang's wishful thinking was very loud, but he met Wang Mengxiong, looked at him like a fool, and sneered: "You mean heads-up? Are you the one who picks all of us, or is it all of us who pick all of you? If you want to talk about going head-to-head with me, then you, a famous man in the rivers and lakes, actually want to single-handedly pick me up as a child, and you can say this kind of bastard words? ”

The few fish in Mingyue Tower who slipped through the net were all red-faced and red-eared by Wang Mengxiong, and they bowed their heads and were silent. Only Wang Lang was not ashamed, but replied proudly: "There are no young and old in the rivers and lakes, even if they are children, they also take on great responsibilities in my Mingyue Tower." You just said you would like to go it alone, right? If the scuffle continues, we will fight to the death, and it will be easy to find a few backers! ”

"Okay, you can say such shameless words, and I will fulfill you!" Wang Mengxiong originally planned not to use that thing, but now this old guy actually used an axe to threaten his brother's life, so he had no choice but to use that big killing weapon.